The Tarantula Cactus:
The Power of Touch
Textures are everywhere: The rough edges of a stone wall. The smooth innocence of a baby’s cheek. The sense of touch brings back memories for us. What texture is particularly evocative to you?
This has always been Grandmother’s Cactus. I had never even thought of this plant having another name until I began to write the response to this prompt. Then to discover it is called The Tarantula Cactus. How fitting!
When the conditions are just right, this cactus has the most beautiful blooms… The flowers surround and overtake the cactus. When it is not in bloom, the tentacles of this cactus just scream to be touched! DON”T. The tiny, tiny, tiny needles on this cactus are almost impossible to remove. They fester and hurt!
What is strange…
When you are attempting to transplant this creature of the desert, it allows- at least it seems to me- you to touch and caress the legs of the tarantula as you seek to give it new life in a new container. The needles seem to soften as you wiggle and maneuverer the plant into its new home.
This one has got to be one of my favorite of all cacti.
Written for The Daily Post: November 19,2015.